Tag: Wild

What Faith Wears

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Faith wears
Knowledge as an anklet, a jungle boot
Saves your thorn trudging soles
And lights your thistle-bush swamped soul
With glints, glimpses of rays
From the Heavens

Then faith wears
You out
Makes you see yourself as a lion
Starving in the jungle, mocked
By an abundance that attacks your tongue
A world wrestling to claim your eyes

Faith offers you sight
Makes you lay down in green pastures
To be killed, to die, and die again
As you preach peace
In a world where wild fights
Fill the heart with joy

Chukwu Simeon Chidiebere

Ikenna Nwachukwu
© 2019

The Zone

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I crawl, and it’s okay for me
Cause standing tall means I could fall
But then…I will be seeing better while standing
And I could take a step or two for all to see

See, Moses was my comfort zone
I stayed sure with him until he was wrong
Now he’s gone
And I need to be strong
And courageous
And bold

Because that’s what I was meant to be all along
I had been with my 100 sheep
All obedient, no strays attached
But see the wild beast came and took one
So should I go for that lost obedient one
Or stay with the 99
98, 87, 56, 4, 3, 2,1 until I realize that I washed once again, wrong

We mistake mediocrity for moderation and vice versa
We prefer to sleep all day and be obsessed because it’s easy
than to work with our bare hands and buy a new car
No new signs!
And just as water is a good servant and a wicked master so is that comfort zone of yours
For whatever stops moving, starts moving back
And the frog that gets cozy with a warming water, gets boiled in the end

So sit, then crawl, then stand and walk, then look and leap and jump, or fly and soar
Before walking to your new seat really fulfilled
Cause, our sole purpose is to leave our restful zone to our purposed zone
Which is certain to give great comfort,
And It’s cool to work within your comfort zone but know when to leave
Cause there’s more to life than just sitting
Once!
We’re desire to become bold and courageous and strong

Azubuike Chinonso
©2019

Chance At Love

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Once I was ayoung man ruddy and wild
I knew the Lord and loved him like a child
Yet my wit was unmatched and my zeal beyond borders
This here is a story of how a little trouble saved another

A Chance at Love by Godswill Ezeonyeka

While prayers went on, every pastor in the crowd was summoned
I joined them on stage curious to see why they where called upon
Lost within this little crowd a little boy ruddy and wild
I never would have suspected what I would find

They held hands together and prayed ever so passionately
For hearts that were not theirs to find love they could not give
Thier prayers must have been answered for soon it was bait and I was fish
My curiousity had bought me a ticket to meet with Jesus

As I watched on I desired to be like them on this stage
To do all I can so that all may have what I got on this day
I wanted the entire world to know how love found me on a stage
But here comes the usher “Young man” he says “this is not your place”

I have since journeyed far into the world with passion so strong
I have watched love fire up in the hearts of many a heralding song
But as the days run wildly by and my strength stops to be what it once was
I fear my passion bears no more fruits and my word stir no more hope

Yet as I walk home a picture of good old days gone by
I meet a man scarcely as old as I am waiting at my doorstep with a smile
Says he found love the day a young man ruddy and wild, sought Jesus on a stage
“But I never said a word”, “Your passion was enough, it showed me the way”

I have lived a life of testimonies but this will forever remind me
I am blessed to have been found by love so true and more blessed to evangelize it
But when my efforts seem to have no effect, I will yet share these words with the world
For my God will use anything and anyone to give a dying soul, a chance at love, eternal love.

Godswill Ezeonyeka

(c) 2018